Celeb: Shay Mitchell
Codes: MF, Oral, Sci-Fi, Body Possession, Mast
Disclaimer: This story is complete fiction. This has never happened and it never will happen.
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Two months had passed since the day I had that incredible experience in Charlotte McKinney's gorgeous body. The photos that were released from my little session inside her big boob frame did nothing but boost her career, which made me feel better for taking over her body, fucking her body, then letting some old creepy man get a turn with her, but I thought that I did enough good for other and my community that I got a chance to be a little selfish every now and again.
With the large amount of money that I had earned during my encounter with the lovely Mrs. McKinney, I decided to use the money to do something I haven't been able to so before in my adult life. I was going to take some me time and go on vacation. My destination was going to be the lovely Hawaii. I've always wanted to go somewhere tropical and it was still technically in the United States so I wouldn't have to pay the international travel fee. So Hawaii was my destination.
I let my boss know I was taking 7 of my 14 allowed off days of the year. He was kind of upset since I did just bag him some of the best pictures we've gotten in a while and I knew he'd probably want to see if I could get more but he reluctantly gave me those seven days off.
I booked my flight and eagerly awaited until the day of my flight. My alarm clock woke me up three hours before my flight was supposed to take off. I got out of bed and took a quick shower.
After taking my super quick shower and quickly drying myself off, I went into my room and got dressed in a white tee shirt, some black shorts, a pair of sandals, and my favorite pair of black sun glasses. I grabbed my suitcase and packed some shirts, shorts, swim trunks, underwear, and all of my electronic devices.
I was about to leave my house with keys in hand when something inside me told me that I should bring my work camera. I didn't know why I had a strong feeling like this but I decided to pack it along to take some photos to look back on later.
I left my house and locked the house with my keys. I waited outside for 5 minutes before my Uber driver pulled up to my house. I grabbed my suitcases and threw them in the trunk while I kept my camera bag and my computer back up in the front with me. It was a 15 minute drive with the Uber driver before I got to the airport.
I took my things out from the trunk and paid the cab driver. I was able to get through customs relatively easy, even though they pulled me aside to inspect my bags, but I was able to board the plane right on time. I sat in my seat and patiently waited for the plane to take off.
It was another 30 minutes or so before our plane finally left the airport to fly to our destination. I had booked a night at a very exclusive resort named the Galloway Resort. This was a very famous resort to members of the paparazzi like myself.
The legend behind the Galloway resort was that the resort that hosted many celebs while they vacationed or shot footage for their television show or movie and it was hard to get into without being famous. Luckily for me, the money I got from my previous adventure was enough to cover the cost.
The flight was not a good start to my vacation to say the least. It was full of annoying families who were taking along their loud crying children. I did my best to just ignore them but eventually I had to put in my headphones and try to relax that way. Before I knew it, the plane had finally landed on the island of Maui, where the Galloway resort was located. I grabbed my carry on and proceeded to exit the plane.
One by one each passenger was let off the plane. As we descended down the stairs, we were met by locals who gave us traditional Hawaiian leis. I walked into the airport and waited for my things at the baggage claim, which felt like forever. I turned around and started to walk around and find my driver when I saw a very familiar face.
Down on the other side of the baggage claim was none other than one of the stars of Pretty Little Liars, Shay Mitchell. I had been assigned to photograph her before on various days when she was out shopping at the grocery store or when she was seen leaving a popular nightclub in Los Angeles.
We had sort of developed a relationship if you would call asking a complete stranger to pose for you to get a good photo of them while they were buying groceries or clothes a relationship. Shay was a sweetheart like the media made her out to be, she was always very kind and understanding of the like of a member of the paparazzi and gladly stopped to take photos. I watched her as she left the front door before I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Excuse me sir, are you the photographer that I'm supposed to pick up?" a short black haired man asked as he probably guessed by the huge camera that dangling from my neck.
"Yes I am the photographer, and you must be my ride," I replied.
"Okay. That is good. My name is Kimo, or you can call me by my main-lander name of James, does not matter to me," the man said as he put out his hand for a handshake.
"I'll call you Kimo. Has a nice ring to it," I responded as I gave him a handshake back.
"Is this all that you will be carrying with you?" he asked as he looked down at all of my bags.
"Yeah it's all that I got on me."
"Very good. I will take those bags for you," he said as he grabbed my two big suitcases like it was not a big deal and gestured for me to follow him. I kept up with him as he led me out of the airport and walked up to his black car that he was going to drive me to the Galloway resort.
I got in the back seat of the car while he slammed the trunk of the car and got in the front seat to drive the car. Pulling out of the parking lot, I looked out the window and admired the beautiful scenery as we drove past some beautiful sights.
I was totally lost in the beauty of Hawaii that I did not even notice that we were already at the Galloway resort. He got out of the front seat of his black car and walked out to the door of the backseat so he could let me out.
"I will carry your belongings in as well. You just need to sign in at the front desk," he explained to me as he pointed me towards the front desk.
"Thank you for all the help. Mahalo," I said as I got out of the car and walked to the front desk, where I was greeted by a surprising sight. There she was, Shay Mitchell, getting her room key from the front desk assistant.
I watched carefully as she grabbed her rolling luggage and went towards the elevator. At this point I was sure that this was not some weird coincidence but I needed to check in so I put that thought away for a second.